Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room fell into grief. Everyone seemed to be immersed in sadness, and Feng Jun also felt a little listless.

After hastily ending the live broadcast, Feng Jun turned off his computer and sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Boss, this Sixth Dragon Prince is so pitiful. Why does God play such tricks on people?" Shen Lin'er said to Feng Jun, wiping her tears.

"If you ask me, I don't know. But God is like this, he always likes to tease everyone.

If one must say something, it is that Prince Six Dragon was just unlucky and became the one chosen by the evil God.

In fact, you don't need to be overly sad, because everyone has already foreseen such an ending.

Prince Liulong disappeared for so many years, and everyone thought he was gone.

Now that more than ten years have passed, it is actually not bad to have such an ending." Feng Jun said after exhaling a breath.

Feng Jun was not as compassionate as Shen Lin'er. After all, he was already 30 years old and had experienced more than Shen Lin'er.

But even so, Feng Jun still felt a little sad in his heart. After all, Prince Liulong was actually the guy in many people's hearts who touched many Fantasy Westward Journey players.

"Boss, I know. I just feel sad and uncomfortable." Shen Lin'er said after wiping away her tears.

"Okay, that's enough. Let's eat." Feng Jun waved his hand and said.

The matter of the Six Dragon Prince was also on the headlines of Fantasy Westward Journey. In the past few days, countless Fantasy Westward Journey players have also launched activities to mourn the Six Dragon Prince.

At the third forum in Chang'an City, countless stalls suddenly appeared. In almost every server, there were dozens or even hundreds of players setting up stalls all day long, which was regarded as the last commemoration of the Sixth Dragon Prince.

However, at this time, there was also something that concerned countless Fantasy Westward Journey players, especially the elite players.

Among them is naturally the duel between Feng Jun and Ao Shi Wangu.

Time passed like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the duel between Feng Jun and Ao Shi Wangu.

Countless elite players are waiting for the start of this competition. After all, everyone wants to know who will win this time.

One is the elite No. 1 Datang that was once unrivaled, and the other is the elite Datang that was recently exposed, with the most advanced hardware and the most gorgeous.

Before the competition even started, countless players had already gathered in the palace.

[Current] It keeps raining: This time Ao Shi Wan Gu will definitely win. Ao Shi Wan Gu's hardware is definitely the most advanced equipment at present. I heard that Ao Shi Wan Gu made a levelless stagnation helmet.

[Current] Busy smiling and crying: With this, Ao Shi Wan Gu's equipment is simply too amazing. To be honest, the current hardware configuration of Ao Shi Wan Gu is the most advanced one in Fantasy Westward Journey. This competition is actually impossible to win.

[Current] Fuxi Boy: I think things are definitely not as simple as I imagined. Think about the previous Fantasy Five Brother, wasn’t he also forcibly counterattacked by the unlucky anchor? And fighting not only relies on hardware, but also on brains and command.

[Current] Tianxia Duchangbaqi: Based on my understanding of the unlucky host, he must be hiding something bad these days. He hasn't mentioned anything about the competition these days. God knows what tricks this guy is doing behind the scenes.

[Current] Snow-covered Scene: Anyway, I am optimistic about Ao Shi Wangu today. I can’t imagine how Ao Shi Wangu can lose. If they can be overturned, I will write my name backwards.

In the current channel, messages are popping up like mushrooms after rain.

Everyone was talking about the duel between Feng Jun and Ao Shi Wangu in the palace.

Feng Jun in front of him was busy responding to messages.

Whether it was "What can I do with you", or the two and a half year old little Heizi, or even the previous Hua Kairuo couple, and the rich lady gang leader, they were all very worried about whether Feng Jun could win this competition.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that Feng Jun was bound to lose this competition no matter how you looked at it, and he had no chance of winning at all.

But when they saw Feng Jun's reply that he would win, everyone thought that Feng Jun was mentally ill and had lost his mind.

What can I do with you: Lao Feng, don't be ridiculous. The odds outside are already 7 to 1. If you win, you will get seven times the payout. If you don't have some loyal fans supporting you, the odds could even be 9 to 1.

Meng Wuhen: 1 to 7? Is it that high? Those people are too pessimistic about me. Should I get some money to bet on myself?

No, if I admit defeat voluntarily and cooperate with the show, then when the money is made, I can invest a million or eight hundred thousand and maybe even earn some interest.

What can I do to you: Lao Feng, are you crazy? You are not going to tell me that you want to admit defeat? Then I will look down on you.

Meng Wuhen: I'm just talking, don't worry, I haven't fallen to the point of selling my dignity for such a small amount of money.

Although this amount of money is a bit much, my dignity is more than that, so I have to pay more.

I will definitely win this competition.

I don’t know where you get the confidence from, but no matter what you say, your brothers support you.

Meng Wuhen: I am a little touched by what you said. You don't like me, do you? Although I am handsome, I am not interested in men, especially men like you who are in their thirties or forties.

What can I do to you: Get lost, my wife is so pretty and fragrant.

After chatting with Kong Mingyu for a while, Feng Jun also controlled his character and slowly walked towards the palace.

Looking at the densely packed crowd in the palace, Feng Jun was a little stunned. The number of people was far more than the last time he had a duel with Brother Huanhuan Five.

After all, the previous one was just a competition between anchors, but this time it was between the top boss players.

And it is also the elite family Ao Shi Family, which is now hailed as the number one by many people.

Ao Shi Wan Gu is naturally one of the best among them. With a complete set of equipment, no one can match him among so many players of Fantasy Westward Journey.

“There are so many people here, it’s really hot this time.

But it doesn’t matter. With so many people watching, who knows, those guys will all be dumbfounded soon.

So many people don't think highly of me, but it doesn't matter, I still have to win this competition." Feng Jun muttered softly.

"Well, boss, come on. You must win this competition. I believe you can win." Shen Lin'er also clenched her fists and cheered Feng Jun on the side.